Swallowed Star
63 Bloody Training

After lunch, Luo Feng put on his battle uniform, carried his shield and sword on his back, and inserted the 6th series throwing knife and two 9th series throwing knives into the pocket on his thigh. After which, Luo Feng left the base of the fighter's supplier.

Today is a dark day.

“Although the air is quite fresh”. Without holding his sword, Luo Feng headed into the wilderness. The piece of wilderness in front of him was probably farmland in the past. However, after several decades, it was filled with weeds. Luo Feng searched for the path with the shortest weed to continue.

After passing through that section and walking for about half an hour on the broken old highway, he arrived at the rural level city of #0231.

“PU!”

Luo Feng cut off the lion's mastiff tail, took out his tendon, then stuffed the tendon into his bag. From the supplier base to the rural town, in just a short 100-mile journey, Luo Feng had already killed about a dozen normal warrior-level monsters.

“Free training every day where I can even earn money from it. Where would you find something like that?” little smiled Luo Feng as he continued walking in the ruined housing sector. There were some monsters hiding around this desolate sector. Luo Feng raised his head and looked at the shadow of the monster on the third floor of the residence apartment in front of him.

“Officially start training!”

Luo Feng ferociously stomped on the floor, causing rumbling sounds and splitting the concrete floor, and flew towards the third-floor balcony like a cannonball.

Days of slaughter, begin!

. . . . . .

After a few days, most of the monsters in the city had been wiped out ever since Luo Feng started hiding in this #0231 country-level city. Unlike other monsters, Luo Feng did not directly kill them. He would first fight with them for a while for practice and then take action! Luo Feng always carried a large bag containing the most important materials from the monsters back to the supplier base.

Wang Wei from the supplier base was also very astonished by Luo Feng's efficiency.

The third day of Luo Feng's training.

“Hm, looks like you killed 198 monsters today, about a dozen fewer than yesterday. And most of them were high-level warriors. I'll collect it for you, 1. 5 million, how does it sound?” .

Luo Feng's 7th day of training.

“Sial, Luo Feng, you are crazy. You killed 210 monsters today as well? Hm, I will give you a price of 1. 6 million! It's not that we only trade once or twice, so I'll tell you now brother: killing warrior-level monsters isn't easy! Many of them form a horde, so you won't be so successful every time. Make sure you are not surrounded “.

The 16th day of Luo Feng's training.

“Crazy *, 182 monsters, only about average today? However, the material quality was quite good, and there were even snake-type monsters. Hm, I will give 1. 5 million” .

* TL Note: Such as Luo Feng's nickname.

The 21st day of Luo Feng's training.

“Crazy, tell me, have you found a certain location where warrior level monsters act independently? And when you kill them, others will appear soon?” .

. . . . . .

The resupply base of the fighter was not very large, so it was impossible to hide. Rumors about Luo Feng quickly spread throughout the supplier base, about a madman killing warrior-level monsters every day for money! Using quantity rather than quality. One low level commander level monster could be worth around 10 million, but you could quickly chase that price with a thousand high level warrior level monsters.

But–

Killing a thousand high-level warriors was far more difficult than killing a single low-level commander!

Most warrior-level monsters acted in hordes, so it was rare to find them acting on their own.

“Luo Feng was crazy, he killed a warrior-level monster like a madman. How'd he do it? How could he kill so many in a day?”

“Who knows. And even if one knew the secret, who would be willing to tell. However, I heard he could make about a million every day, close to two million. If this continued, he would be able to make 50 to 60 million in a month! In a year, that means 500 to 600 million, which is comparable to a strong warlord level fighter “.

“365 days a year, killing warrior-level monsters like crazy every day? No human can accept it”

“Do not know, but the madness has been going on like this for a month”

There were many people discussing about Luo Feng in the supplier base.

For warrior-level warriors, they admired Luo Feng. Warrior level fighters cannot make money easily. Even advanced fighters like Zhang Ze Hu and Wei Jia brothers only make about 50 to 60 million in a year. For beginner and intermediate levels, 10 million a year is good enough. And Luo Feng made 50 to 60 million in just one month!

Crazy one!

Of course, to the warlord warriors, they were only a little amazed. They wouldn't waste time on things like this.

29/11/2056, the sky is dark and the wind is blowing.

On the first floor in several city markets, ten large horned wild boars howled as they continuously swarmed over a young man. The roar continued to rumble throughout the city and some shelves were already smashed to pieces. The horned pig was really angry and attacked crazily!

The young man had a hexagonal shield in one hand and a ghost sword in the other. He swayed like a butterfly while his movements caused some shadows to appear.

One word, quick!

“Attacking!”

Luo Feng, who continued to dodge, directly moved the ghost sword in his hand. Right now, some small thunder-like sounds could be heard. Oh, indeed, they say once your blade reaches a certain level, the air around it will start to make this sound. The sword unsheathed the necks of each horned boar with incomparable accuracy. Combining it with his footwork caused the strength to become even more amazing.

Although there were many horned wild boars, only two or three could attack Luo Feng at the same time.

Every time he killed one or two, Luo Feng could always use the corpses of monsters to find a gap and avoid being slammed by the horde of monsters. Even many warlord fighters were unable to handle their surroundings so accurately.

“PU!”

The fresh blood of the horned boar spurted out like water from a fountain. In an instant, half of the two dozen horned wild boars were killed, and ten other horned pigs fled after things got bad.

“This is not good. If it wasn't a high-level warrior, it wasn't worth the money” Luo Feng chose 19 high-level warriors from all the horned boar corpses. He cut off their horns and put them in his bag, “Horns of a high-level soldier are worth about 8,000 dollars if I sell them to the underground alliance”.

As for the corpses of the other horned pigs, Luo Feng was too lazy to bother them.

However, Luo Feng did not particularly like collecting horned boar horns. Not only is it a bit heavy, but the price is also average. Since his bag had limited space, he only collected materials from about 75% of the monsters he killed. The actual number of monsters he killed every day was over 300.

How else, who makes the reproduction rate of boar-type monsters and dog-type monsters so high.

After leaving the blood-smelling city, Luo Feng came to the roof of the six-story ordinary apartment to rest.

“After practicing for the last 50 days, my technique barely goes to ‘class Ru Wei'”. Luo Feng did not use all that training to just kill. Every time he fought with a small group of monsters, Luo Feng first underwent technique training, and then he killed them.

This way, Luo Feng's efficiency would be extremely high.

Of course . . . . . . In the past 50 days, Luo Feng had been in danger about 20 times or so. Because the howls of dying monsters sometimes attracted more monsters. Facing several hundred or even more than a thousand angry monsters, Luo Feng could only use his spiritual power to escape in panic!

Arguably, without his spiritual power, Luo Feng had already died about 20 times!

But it was because he had spiritual power that Luo Feng was able to use such a crazy training method. For over 8 hours a day every day, he was surrounded by extremely angry monsters! The effect of a single day of Luo Feng's training could be equal to one month of training an average fighter in the wild. And ordinary fighters only enter the wilderness a few times a year.

With these 50 days of training, along with Liu Guang's technique of the “ Nine Stages Lightning Sword ”, Luo Feng finally barely stepped into the ‘class Ru Wei’.

“My technique goes to Ru Wei” class

“However, my sword is still only at the first stage of the lightning sword”. Luo Feng was constantly trying to release the second stage, but unfortunately, he couldn't! However, who knew how much control Luo Feng had over his strength. Know that . . . . .

In the past 50 days, Luo Feng killed over ten thousand monsters!

Ten thousand monsters. Most fighters would not kill that many monsters in their entire lives. That enormous amount was what created Luo Feng's precise, clean, and sharp sword technique!

The greatest thing that Luo Feng had obtained over the past 50 days was experience. The experience of fighting on the border of life and death, staying calm, and making decisions! Now he can calmly find a chance in battle to the death, and attack! Every fighter training in Ru Wei's class had this ability.

“It's already 5pm, time to go back.”

Luo Feng looked at his tactical communication clock, and directly jumped off the roof with a backpack on his back. . . . . .

A few moments later .

Luo Feng was in a pretty good mood as he walked along the highway. Suddenly, he felt a tremor and could not help but turn his head. What he saw were three panicked shadows as they ran far away on the highway. Sometimes they would run and sometimes they jumped as far as 10 meters; this shadow was extremely fast!

“The one running in front is ... Wan Dong?”

At a glance, Luo Feng recognized one of the three who were running. He was Wan Dong who was the only person in the combat battle test capable of contending with him!

And behind them was a dark monster. Each monster was only about 30 cm in size, barely bigger than a human palm. However, this little monster formed a sea of monsters, causing Wan Dong and the other two to drop swords, shields, etc. and run for their lives!

“Mouse wave?” Luo Feng was shocked. Even the wargod level fighters had no chance of survival after being surrounded by the boundless tide of rats, which was also known as the rat disaster.